There is beauty that comes with age
All things like wine, get better with time
We would look back on the years of youth
Longingly wished for what was
When all was green, untried, and expectant
Yet the joy of living will process with time
The eating comes pleasant when life ripens
The fruit testifies, the flower exudes its aroma
The bird in full flight looks down on us
This form grows to show its true texture
While it hardens, adjusts to all around
This moment live, will never be the same
Pleasantly allow yourself to shine
Next time you touch your skin, not as firm
Place your hands at your furrowed brow
Lift your feet that once walked amidst fields of flowers
On you, I'll pour my love as a rain show of showers
Time will embrace you in her arms to release
You will be evermore beautiful for her
In pain, ails, feebleness and fragility, I'll always be here for you
All show what is coming your way, our way, next
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.